Return of the King, Chapter 935 - 924: I’m Confused

Chapter 935: Chapter 924: I’m Confused

"Knock, knock."

Two crisp sounds.

Ye Qingsi bent her index finger, calmly looked at Song Yun and his father, and said, "Continue talking!"

Song Yun rubbed his head, wondering why his head, which could withstand bullets, felt pain from a flick of his mother’s finger. After all, even a brick hitting Song Yun’s head wouldn’t necessarily hurt him!

"This is the power of love!" Ye Qingsi proudly lifted her chin and said, "What are you both thinking? Ergou, it’s really sothing, you’re always teaching your son all this nonsense!"

"It seems like it was your son who brought it up first!" Song Ergou looked at Song Yun aggrievedly and said, "Your son ntioned it first, I just responded, and now it’s my fault? Now I’m the one teaching him nonsense? Why don’t you say your son is teaching

instead?"

"Hmph, don’t you understand the saying ’A child not reprimanded is a father’s fault’?" Ye Qingsi said, pulling Qingsi’s hand, "Qingluan, this child Song Yun, sotis he’s just playful and not serious. Since you’re already the daughter-in-law recorded in the Song Family Tree, you have to help

keep an eye on Song Yun, okay?"

"Yes, I understand, Auntie!" Qingluan gently nodded, her peripheral vision catching Song Yun giving her a sly smile.

Ye Qingsi was highly perceptive, quickly following Qingluan’s gaze and seeing Song Yun grinning slyly. She widened her phoenix eyes and tapped Song Yun’s head again.

"Ouch, that really hurt!" Song Yun said, rubbing his head miserably, "Mom, if you keep hitting , I’ll beco brain-damaged! If I beco brain-damaged, any kids will follow suit! Then you’ll have to take care of your brain-damaged son and brain-damaged grandchild!"

"Being brain-damaged would be great!" Ye Qingsi chuckled, "That would ease my mind a lot! Right now, I’m not just taking care of a brain-damaged son and grandchild; I also have to take care of your brain-damaged dad!"

"Could you leave

out of this?" Song Ergou complained, "I’m the head of the household, you know. If outsiders see this, where’s my authority?"

"Are there outsiders now?" Ye Qingsi asked.

"No..."

"Then you’re brain-damaged," Ye Qingsi said to herself.

Song Ergou felt significant pressure, glanced at Song Yun, and said, "Back in the day, your mom was just like Qingluan, but nopause hit, and then she beca like this. Song Yun, you better keep Qingluan in check in the future, or else you’ll lose your authority as a husband!"

"Well..." Song Yun glanced at Qingluan and said, "The two of us treat each other with respect and won’t be like you and Mom!"

Ye Qingsi widened her phoenix eyes again, and Song Yun quickly shrank his neck, saying, "Dad, if it weren’t for Mom keeping you in line, who knows where you’d be roaming by now!"

"Oh man, sold

out!"

The family chatted and joked in Song Yun’s room, enjoying a harmonious atmosphere. Qingluan mostly stayed silent, just smiling at it all.

For so reason, Qingluan suddenly imagined many years later. Would she joke with Song Yun like Ye Qingsi? Even joke around with her kids by Song Yun?

Thinking this, Qingluan realized she had changed a lot compared to before. She had never imagined such whimsical thoughts before.

Was it all because of you, Song Yun?

Qingluan gazed softly at Song Yun, her smile seemingly able to lt anyone.

After so commotion, Song Ergou sohow suggested a Mahjong ga among the four of them. Song Yun naturally had no objections; after all, it was rare for the family to be together so harmoniously. Although nothing significant had happened yet between him and Qingluan, those things were bound to happen sooner or later. He could clearly feel his body improving daily, and although the progress was tiny, he believed he would eventually catch up with Qingluan.

"I barely practice and can improve—could this really be because of good karma?" Song Yun sighed helplessly.

Ye Qingsi didn’t mind either. Since there was a dedicated ga room next to Song Yun’s room with Mahjong and card gas, Qingluan had no objections either. The whole family then moved to the ga room to play Mahjong.

"Thirty thousand," Song Yun arranged his tiles, played a thirty thousand, and looked at his father, Song Ergou, asked, "Dad, how are things with Second Grandpa?"

"What else?" Song Ergou played a white tile and said, "Song Kunlun is indeed talented and capable; he’s managed many Song Family businesses well. But, I’ve always been better than him since we were young. This ti, he’ll still lose to . Just focus on your part!"

"That’s good!" Song Yun nodded and said, "I’m planning to expand the Shura Alliance’s influence into the Pearl River Delta. What do you think I should do?"

"Isn’t it simple?" Song Ergou laughed, "If anyone resists, beat them until they submit. But, even though the Pearl River Delta is a juicy piece of at, it’s full of bones too. Be careful; the three major forces there are said to match the Shura Alliance’s power. How to navigate between these three forces is up to you. However, I suggest that once you get to the Pearl River Delta, don’t rush to confront the three forces openly. If you’re patient, join one force and then pit it against another. After all, sowing dissension and watching the tigers fight from the mountain top are old strategies passed down from our elders!"

After eating a set from Qingluan, Song Yun said, "It’s that simple?"

"Of course not!" Song Ergou replied, "If possible, establish good relations with Hongxing Sect in Hong Kong. Hongxing Sect, a longstanding organization since Huang Feihong’s ti, controls the shady activities in Hong Kong and Macau. Since Hong Kong is adjacent to the Pearl River Delta, their support could greatly help your actions there."

"Hongxing Sect?" Song Yun frowned and said, "Are you talking about Chen Haonan and Shanji and those guys?"

"Yes, Chen Haonan was an early leader of Hongxing Sect, but he’s not in charge now. I’m not sure who currently leads Hongxing Sect; you’ll have to research it yourself. Anyway, that’s that, and I won!" Song Ergou laughed, setting his tiles facedown, "Pay up."